They say that the reason why angels can fly is because they take themselves very seriously.
At this moment, I am flying, but I am not an angel. The flying time will not be very long, and as soon as I touch the ground, my brain will splatter.
Forgive me, mom. My daughter really cannot accept the heart-piercing pain. She is afraid of hearing the rumble of a huge steel needle being inserted into her spine, and she doesn’t want to take a lot of pills and endless infusions.
The dripping of liquid from the transparent infusion tube is silent. When there is silence, it starts to make a ticking sound, which is the passing of my fresh life.
Mom, I am only 18 years old, and I once missed this world with full of expectations, but now, I am eager to get rid of all this pain.
Rotating, the dress bloomed like flowers, it was beautiful.
In my opinion, it is a fatal despair. When I was 16 years old, I was so excited that I burst into tears while tasting the smooth butter and crispy egg shreds. When I looked grateful for the delicious food on my tongue, all my happiness was gone forever.
Stayed at that moment.
I fell in the crowd, twitching, foaming at the mouth, and rolling around.
Everyone stood by and watched, talking about it, expressing pity, surprise and all kinds of speculations, but no one thought of sending me to the hospital or calling my relatives.
A full hour, 60 minutes of my 18 years of life filled with humiliation, grief, anger and pain.
I woke up in my mother's arms with bruises and scratches all over my body. A group of so-called authorities said that my disease is a rare disease and the cause cannot be explained for the time being, and they will work hard to find a way to treat me.
From then on, disinfectant, whiteness, pinholes, surgery and bald head made up my sad and unspeakable life.
I am very thin, only 35 kilograms, and it is difficult to insert needles into the dense holes on my hands. Every time I see the thin sweat on the head nurse's forehead, I will smile to her, and then constantly comfort her and ask her to relax.
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I often tell this matter as a joke to my mother, and she will laugh, but with tears in her eyes.
My classmates came to see me, and he came too. Every time he came, I would ask my mother to put my hat on. Monitor, I don’t want you to see my bald head.
I like the monitor, like a little girl with a little vague admiration. He is very handsome and has good grades. I have no reason not to like him. After all, without a little bit of love fantasy and youthful things, I will not insist on living until the end of my life.
18 years old.
In fact, I am going to die eventually. The skinny skeleton in the mirror is me, the walking corpse with pale lips and lifeless lips is me, and the mourning soul that spins around every day is me...
Mom, my daughter really loves you. Dad, too, drink less. You are still young and will have a healthy baby. Forget me, my daughter will not blame you for her unfilial piety.
It’s not that you didn’t give your daughter a healthy body, it’s that your daughter’s life is too short and your love is too deep and heavy.
It was very windy outside. From the 23rd floor, I leaned on the railing and saw the rushing rivers and vast waters.
Gently floated out, fell, and saw the child on the 19th floor losing his temper with his mother. My child, please understand your mother's good intentions. Maybe you don't understand it now. In the future, you will know it after you become a parent and raise a child.
Parents.
The wind was blowing in my ears, and the old man on the seventh floor was feeding his semi-paralyzed wife bite by bite, holding his hand, and growing old together with him is such a beautiful blessing in life.
Are humans just bones and flesh? Maybe there are some things that are eternal...
I laughed and ended it. Call me cowardly or retreat. I am really tired. It’s time to lie down and have a good sleep and never wake up again.